The Top Fishing

"You... you want to go for something even bigger? This guy over 800 pounds is already the biggest one in the past two or three years, and even though we’re lucky today and had a good catch, you don’t really think we can easily come across record-breaking big fish like that, do you?"

Lin Yang smiled again, "Anyway, we’ve already got a guaranteed income, so the worst-case scenario is just not catching anything, and I can bear the consequences. Plus, don’t you feel like our method of attracting herring with fish paste is more advanced compared to their traditional fish block nesting? I have a feeling there’s still a chance to catch a big one."

"With our current equipment, I don’t feel very confident about catching an even bigger one. I’m telling you, my approach to fishing is pragmatic; I’m not rigid about formality, so as long as we can catch big fish, it doesn’t matter what fishing gear we use. After all, it’s good to have dreams, what if they come true?"

"Fine, since you put it that way, I’ll ask Captain Harry to prepare some heavy-duty, boat-use equipment for us later; he has a set in his gear room."

"That would be great, thanks for the trouble." Lin Yang nodded, feeling reassured.

Zhang Lin turned to signal to the captain to head back, leaving Yue’er and Lin Yang alone on deck.

With preparations to return to port and the livestream ended, now with a gentle sea breeze blowing, both of them were in good spirits.

After Zhang Lin had left, Yue’er quietly pouted and said in a low voice, "Brother Yang, why did you sell the fish, and to the Japanese no less? I didn’t want to say anything in front of Zhang Lin, but I don’t think that was a wise decision!"

Seeing her pouting, Lin Yang asked with a smile, "Why wasn’t it wise? It’s quite good, isn’t it? A million dollars. That price couldn’t have been reached unless it was in an auction, and it also saves us trouble."